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The vast bushy area that lined along the national highway from Hyderabad to Mumbai commencing from almost the 305th milestone always wore a deserted look.Stopping a vehicle in this zone was the last thing any driver would do.Apart from a few carnivores and a huge flora, nothing else was expected from that place.But, tonight 3 surprise guests had set foot.

A young man was standing beside a tree.He was letting out puffs of smoke from the corner of his zipped mouth.His momentary sighs made the smoke quickly disappear into the air.A half burnt cigarette was held between his left hand fingers.He made a move towards the tree.The rustle of the fallen leaves could be heard as the man walked.With his back pressed against the bark, he looked down at his inclined legs and narrowed his eyes as bizarre thoughts filled his mind.

It was an immediate realisation that thinking was a mere waste.Instead, He turned his head sideways and watched the remaining two people.

His friend was standing a few maters away.The body of a man was standing at his foot.You needn't study 5 years of medicine to discover that air had just swallowed the last breath of the person lying there,lifeless. He died of heart failure.Both men had no intention of calling the police because the failure was caused by a bullet which punchured the heart.The tiny metal piece came bursting through a revolver which happened to be in the hands of the man nearest to the body.

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A man was rushing rapidly on his bike.His eyes were fixed on the road while he could feel the grip of two tiny hands around his waist." Daddy, i think we will make it in time" a little girl spoke behind him. He took a left turn and felt relieved after seeing the school gate still open. He checked his watch as the little girl got down with a heavy bag on her back.(The bag undoubtedly was as heavy as she was).It was 8:50.He gave a sigh of relief.She gave her dad a good day kiss and turned away. The man watched her daughter join the remaining dozens of kids who kept up popping out of autos and cars.Some were coming by walk.The man started the engine as the girl entered the school and drove away.

The man was just a few metres away from the school gate when he passed by a tea shop on the roadside. He might have noticed it from the corner of his eye but Little did he acknowledge the fact that a boy merely his daughter's age stood in front of it , watching the school gate and the kids going through it. In fact, he never left the sight of the them especially in this hour of the day.He used to examine their uniforms and compare with his torn shabby clothes .He couldn't help but peek at their shoes and look down at his bare feet which bore untreated injuries. He never understood what was so special about that gate. "Why were those kids going through it?Why not me?" he thought.

He walked towards a parked car nearby, examined himself in the glass window and tried to straighten his untidy hair." You rascal! what are you doing there?" he could hear his owner barking. He quickly ran into the tea shop. The thought of school never left him.Minutes later, he was supposed to serve tea for a customer when the sight a school going boy passing by the tea shop grabbed his attention. He wanted to take a closer look due to his growing inquisitive nature.Eyes widened as he fastened his pace towards the school boy unaware of not to spill out a drop from the tea glass he was holding. Undoubtedly, he ended up colliding with a customer, spilling out the tea all over his shirt. The next moment he was badly being beaten by the owner. Slap! Slap!. Every slap took his breath away.He could hear the slang that was spit on him between every interval after his cheek turned blood red with the slap.
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